Beware Lanky Strangers in Pointy Hats

On a recent trip to the beach we met this hungry man who, even by Dutch standards, could well be described as lanky:

A little later, we noticed that Ten had disappeared. Try as we might, we couldn’t see him anywhere. The hungry fisheater offered to help us look for him. I was about to admonish him for speaking with his mouth full (politely of course, as he was a stranger who had offered to help us) until I noticed just exactly what it was his mouth was full of:

The lanky fisheater had a whole noggin full of happy Ten, who told us the view was amazing from up there.